A shy smile tugged at the corners of his lips. She was hard to ignore. Hanging out with her had been a godsend to the Phoenix, who had spent a lot of his life running and moving- none of it was bad, but it made it hard to make real friends. Her forehead felt cool against his own warm skin. While even in bird-form Orion was not made of fire, extreme temperatures did not bother him. His skin always cast the warm glow of a dying bonfire.
Everything in the empty Aquarium went silent for a moment; sound emptying the space, the green glow softening further. Orion raised his hand to her chin and gently leaned forward to kiss her. He did not know what to expect from his first kiss, but chose not to think too much about it.